Man Of Da Year
I told my brudda don't you trip cause I'm the man of the year
I told my brudda don't you trip cause I'm the man of the year
I swear these hoes acting weird If they hating on the bros, then I might interfere
Give a fuck about no girl, yeah she reaching for my chain She ain't getting no souvenir
And they say yolo boutta to blow, well know it's very clear
And she want my diamond chain, she can't touch my Cartier
Wait bitch I'm broke, I ain't got one yet, but I'm getting there
Fuck around and cop a couple jets when I'm a millionaire
This bitch give me neck, pussy wet Hit it from the back, that shit dripping everywhere
Damn, they say white boy yeah, you the man of the year
I swear these hoes acting weird If you talking on my bros, then I might interfere
That's on gang, and it's so many dubs in the air Feel like I could make it rain
And I ain't talking bout the game, this shit real life
You should probably participate I ain't fucking with your wife, I heard her
Pussy stank I might hit a heist, ain't no GTA
I told all my brothers let's go and hit another play
Cause we only got each other at the end of the day
This bitch say she like my eyes, wanna be my baby
Mother fly to a different state Paranoid I keep my gun tuck
I been running from them Jakes I told baby where I come from I don't
Ever play it safe And I'm a gentleman
Might take you on a dinner date You wanna make it to the top
But you don't know how much sacrifice it take
Gotta sacrifice the days, sacrifice the pain
So you can turn into a beast Cause I'm really going gold with this shit
And we bout to hit a mall, cop a couple fits Do it for them kids
For them youngins who ain't ever had nothing And lil bro in a whip, with older brother
Knowing that he up to something and Oh lord, I know I'm bugging when I say this
Type of shit but we gon' catch his ass with that FN
But I don't got no opps, that's a dead man They say boy you do your best, just to fit in
But I been feeling like, I been feeling like The man of the year, I swear these hoes acting weird
If they hating on the bros, then I might interfere
Give a fuck about no ho, yeah she reaching for my chain She ain't getting no souvenir
Ah, bitch
I told my brudda don't you trip cause I'm the man of the year
I swear these hoes acting weird If they hating on the bros, then I might interfere
Give a fuck about no girl, yeah she reaching for my chain She ain't getting no souvenir
And they say yolo boutta to blow, well know it's very clear
And she want my diamond chain, she can't touch my Cartier
Wait bitch I'm broke, I ain't got one yet, but I'm getting there
Fuck around and cop a couple jets when I'm a millionaire
This bitch give me neck, pussy wet Hit it from the back, that shit dripping everywhere
Damn, they say white boy yeah, you the man of the year
I swear these hoes acting weird If you talking on my bros, then I might interfere
That's on gang, and it's so many dubs in the air Feel like I could make it rain
And I ain't talking bout the game, this shit real life
You should probably participate I ain't fucking with your wife, I heard her
Pussy stank I might hit a heist, ain't no GTA
I told all my brothers let's go and hit another play
Cause we only got each other at the end of the day
This bitch say she like my eyes, wanna be my baby
Mother fly to a different state Paranoid I keep my gun tuck
I been running from them Jakes I told baby where I come from I don't
Ever play it safe And I'm a gentleman
Might take you on a dinner date You wanna make it to the top
But you don't know how much sacrifice it take
Gotta sacrifice the days, sacrifice the pain
So you can turn into a beast Cause I'm really going gold with this shit
And we bout to hit a mall, cop a couple fits Do it for them kids
For them youngins who ain't ever had nothing And lil bro in a whip, with older brother
Knowing that he up to something and Oh lord, I know I'm bugging when I say this
Type of shit but we gon' catch his ass with that FN
But I don't got no opps, that's a dead man They say boy you do your best, just to fit in
But I been feeling like, I been feeling like The man of the year, I swear these hoes acting weird
If they hating on the bros, then I might interfere
Give a fuck about no ho, yeah she reaching for my chain She ain't getting no souvenir
Ah, bitch
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Writer(s): Kid Yolo
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